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**** in my heart and in my veins The little boy speaks And spits on my epitaph "I love you like ***** linen" I sniff your **** I wail in the distance I'm dissected by alien missionaries **** my *** with a screwdriver Eat my corn **** Love is the answer I'm a ***** And a coward I hate myself I hate it here I hate you and me I hate that this is how it is :) :(
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 5:58 AM UTC
writing to ghosts
**** in my heart and in my veins The little boy speaks And spits on my epitaph "I love you like ***** linen" I sniff your **** I wail in the distance I'm dissected by alien missionaries **** my *** with a screwdriver Eat my corn **** Love is the answer I'm a ***** And a coward I hate myself I hate it here I hate you and me I hate that this is how it is :) :(
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Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 5:58 AM UTC
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